That's right. I almost forgot that it always takes a while (at least a week) for me to get used to being on vacation somewhere familiarº, used to not having to be "productive," to not feeling guilty/anxious/ restless/bored when all I need to "do" is just be.
So I'm working on relaxing into relaxing without getting restless.
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Ah, I'm sooooo psyched for the "first batch" of my visitors to arrive tomorrow night!!!
I can't even begin to explain how much a friend's seeing my original home means to me.
Seeing my home is seeing me. And being seen always feels good.
Yesyes.
º the unfamiliar places come with their own schedule of explorations and adventures.
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